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Slowly, slowly, easy does it.
"Glorfindel! Put that sword down this instance!" His lord's angry voice nearly made Glorfindel drop the sword, but his battle reflexes had been honed so well that he held onto it. Putting it down slowly he forced a smile on his face and turned to face Elrond.
Curse the whole lot of them
Elrond was angry, his grey eyes stormy and his whole slender frame shook with suppressed anger at his stubborn general. Glorfindel slowly dropped the sword, hissing when his wound was jostled. The next moment the slender hands wrestled the sword out of his hands and Glorfindel finally released it with a low moan.
He was stronger than Elrond, even when he was wounded but his lord was right. Just one short movement and his wound throbbed again and sweat had erupted all over his skin. Elrond was frowning at him and then took him by the elbow, leading him towards the shade.
The elven lord placed the sword on the forest ground, pushing Glorfindel down to sit with barely a word, his brows furled, sharp eyes taking in his friend's appearance. Glorfindel glanced back up at him, blue eyes sparkling, Elrond crouched down, expert hands gently probed the wound causing Glorfindel to give a painful moan.
"It is your own fault for trying to pick up a sword when you know that you are not allowed. You are a foolish elf, Glorfindel. If Elrohir had not come to warn me, you would have reopened your wound." Elrond sighed and ran a hand through his tied back hair, pushing the hairs away from his face.
"Ah so he is the reason why I am currently sitting underneath a tree with you," Glorfindel's eyes were twinkling again and Elrond sighed.
"No, that bloody reason is because of the fact that you insist on doing things that you cannot do just yet. I need to look at your wound, take of your tunic please."
"My my, Elrond, if only Celebrian heard of this…what would she say? Especially in front of so many people." Elrond raised an eyebrow at his friend as Glorfindel leaned in closer and whispered. "I never assumed that you were attracted to me. But I cannot blame you; I mean who would not be attracted to me…."
Glorfindel laughed as Elrond responded with a growl, he pushed his finger against the healing wound, causing the other elf to pale instantly. Elrond fumbled with the lacing of the other elf's tunic and then drew them apart as his sharp eyes scanned the dirty bandages.
The wound did not appear to have reopened. Glorfindel panted just a little, smirking at Elrond as the lord of Rivendell glanced up. "I am taking you to Erestor; you are not going to stay outside alone anymore. You will do things that you are not supposed to…"
Glorfindel merely grinned again until a thoughtful look crossed his fair features and the older elf asked. "Can you perhaps take me to my room instead? I am still looking for that ring that I left somewhere. I have promised it to Erestor."
"You promised Erestor a ring?"
"Well it is what one does when you are betrothed." Glorfindel accepted the hand that Elrond held out to him, smiling thinly at the amazed look on his lord's face.
"But you two have barely courted…."
"My last adventure has taught me one thing, Elrond. Life is precious and time is short, even for the elves. I do not wish to lose Erestor when I know that he is the only one for me. There will not be any other beloved for me then him. I asked him to become my betrothed and he has accepted."
"That seems unlike Erestor at all, given how reluctant he was to accept your hand in courtship." The two friends walked back to the Last Homely House in a slow and sedate pace, enjoying the sunlight and the late spring day.
"It seems that Erestor has learned some lessons as well. It was he who said that he would gladly accept if I asked the correct question. I just need to find the ring and announce it to make it official." Glorfindel was humming underneath his breath and Elrond glanced at the fair haired elf.
Glorfindel seemed happy and at peace. It was not so hard to see Glorfindel happy for usually the older elf was but now he seemed more at peace than ever before. Elrond had known about the love between his friends even when they did not dare to act upon it themselves. He had seen the stolen glances and touches that they would not allow themselves openly.
Yet it surprised him how easily and how quickly they settled into each other's company. But he had noticed their distance, even when they had been spending much time together. It seemed that they were afraid to lose control, to end things between them and they were so cautious that Elrond sometimes felt frustrated himself.
He realized that Glorfindel was asking him a question as he glanced to the side to see the older elf look at him with a raised eyebrow. "What were you asking, Glorfindel? I was not paying attention."
Glorfindel smiled at him, it was thinning lips which showed that the other elf was nervous about something. "Should I just give Erestor the ring or make something special out of it?" Glorfindel was fidgeting with his hands and Elrond fought the urge to reach out.
He smiled, for all his years Glorfindel struck him like a young elfling who was experiencing their first crush. "Since Erestor has already accepted, I believe that it would be nice to ask him for a private dinner so that you may present him the ring. He would appreciate that."
"You certainly have some very nice ideas, Elrond." Glorfindel was beaming at his lord, smiling at him and as he rocked forwards and backwards on his heels, it seems that he could barely contain his excitement.
"Well, Celebrian and I would not have had three children had I not been nice on occasion." Elrond actually managed to keep his eyes fixed upon his general as he said these words. Glorfindel merely raised his eyebrow as he rocked backwards and forwards again.
"Oh very well then, go and find your rings. I will pretend that I found this sword standing outside my balcony, shall I?" Elrond barely had time to finish his sentence before Glorfindel sped off. "Slow down, you foolish elf, lest you hurt yourself again." Elrond called after him before walking inside with a low chuckle, intent on finding his wife to tell her this new development.
Glorfindel entered his chambers, surveying the mess he had made with keen eyes. His blue eyes lit up when they fell upon his desk. The rings were supposed to be somewhere in there, in the drawer where he kept all his important items.
It was usually small items that had no meaning to any other but him. The first drawing that the twins had given him and the letter that he had one day received from Erestor, politely inviting him to a chess match. The wedding invitation Elrond had given him when his lord had been about to get married to Celebrian.
Inside the drawer was a small box, well two boxes in fact with silver rings that Glorfindel had forged years ago. It had been foolish even when he had never assumed that Erestor returned his feelings, but he just needed to have them.
He pulled the drawer opened, sitting down in the chair as he pulled his loose hair away from his face and into a low ponytail. His questing fingers searched the papers, small stones and other trinkets in the drawers before they found one small box.
He slowly pulled it out, opening it and examined the silver ring. It was without markings, just a simple silver ring. He searched for the other box, pulling it out as he put it on the desk, slowly breathing through the sudden excitement that had settled in his stomach.
He clenched the ring tightly in his hand, allowing himself to feel the weight. Tonight it would settle on his hand and he would wear it for as long as Erestor would allow him to do so. But he truly hoped that in a year time it would be exchanged for a golden one.
Glorfindel allowed a bright smile to come forward at that particularly happy thought before he sighed. There was some other things he would have to deal with first and that was to deliver to Erestor the ring he had been promised.
He slowly traced his steps towards the council room, knowing today's council was done. He smiled at some of the elves that greeted him, both young and old as he nimbly sidestepped those who were still speaking to one another in the hallways.
The door to the big council chamber of Imlandris was open but Glorfindel knocked to announce his presence. The chairs all stood facing one another, the sunlight filtering through the window was bright and the room was airy.
Many scrolls lay near the other chairs and the scribes were just pushing the chairs back in the original position as Glorfindel entered. Erestor glanced up from where he had been speaking to some of the other advisors.
The dark eyes of his beloved sparkled when they settled upon Glorfindel's large form, even when the pale face betrayed nothing.
"Lord Glorfindel, what reason brings you down here? I believed that you always spent your days outdoors instead of being shut inside with us boring council members." One of the younger members laughed at Glorfindel and the general inclined his head. This was one of the elves he had trained but he never truly liked the ways of the sword.
"Something of great importance brings me down here, Lithiel. Besides lord Elrond will have my hide if I go and train now…" Glorfindel held Erestor's eyes and he could see how they sparkled with amusement.
"Ah, you are here then to do some important duty for lord Elrond…" Lithiel grinned at him.
"Nay, my friend. It is not a duty for lord Elrond but for myself I fear. I have come to collect a friend of mine upon something he has promised me…." Glorfindel smiled at Erestor and his beloved's eyes locked with his own, daring him to speak.
Glorfindel felt his mouth go dry. He suddenly felt nervous and the idea that had struck him before suddenly seemed foolish and petty. Yet he took a deep breath as Lithiel glanced at Erestor and answered. "Have you heard of the amazing feat that lord Erestor has accomplished? He has fought in the spring tournament against yours truly, lord Glorfindel. He broke his arm in the process but he is one of the few of us councillors who can say that they have struck blades with Glorfindel, the Balrog Slayer."
Erestor merely smiled thinly and said. "Truly, Lithiel. I need no more praise. I have merely done what anyone else would have done if they had held their own against Glorfindel. Luckily for me he realized who I was before he could damage me."
"It was a very intense fight. One I had not had the privilege of enjoying in a good number of years. But I have not come to boast here of Erestor's fighting skill. My friend will be impatient with me unless I get a move one."
"And might one inquire who that friend is, lord Glorfindel? You speak in more riddles then Mithrandir." Lithiel laughed lightly at this.
"Of course one might inquire. If you would be so kind to accompany me on a walk, Erestor?"
Glorfindel held out his hand to Erestor who merely eyed him strangely before saying. "I am sure that whatever it is that you need to say Glorfindel can be said in this company. Word will come out soon enough I believe." Erestor held Glorfindel's eyes and the warrior smiled at him, reaching in his pocket to draw out the velvet box and opened it, saying.
"I promised you this ring, Erestor, as a token of my affection and promise of betrothal and here it is. I know that it is later then I promise but I have found them. If you wish to exchange the rings here that is fine with me. Whatever is your desire…?"
Erestor stepped closer, hands closing around Glorfindel's larger ones as he leaned in to whisper so only Glorfindel understood who blushed red. "My desire would be for you to be completely naked and for the halls to be devoid of life except for us but alas, I believe Elrond would be appalled at our behaviour."
"I am sure Elrond would be, had he not hinted at another child with Celebrian. Perhaps we can slip out…." Glorfindel whispered back, his eyes holding a promise that if they had been alone they would have been naked.
His hands were busy placing the ring on Erestor's fingers even as his blue eyes never wavered from his beloved's dark ones. Soft laughter could be heard around them at the sight of the two lovers so lost in each other.
Glorfindel snapped out of his thoughts as the unfamiliar weight of the ring settled on his finger as cheers went up around them as Elrond cried out. "Hooray to Glorfindel and Erestor, to be wed within a year's time. My two oldest and closest of friends, godfathers to my children have been betrothed and I cannot do anything else but wish them the best of luck."
Celebrian came forward, beaming at them both as she kissed Erestor on both his cheeks before pulling Glorfindel's head down to place a light kiss upon his lips as well. "Congratulations Glorfindel and Erestor. You deserve it."
Glorfindel felt Erestor's arm settle about his waist. He longed to be alone with the smaller elf but he knew that in light of their betrothal Elrond would never allow them to be alone together. He met the twinkling grey eyes of his lord, it would be a challenge he would gladly accept in order to try to be alone with Erestor, but as said elf pulled his head down for a true kiss, those thoughts disappeared to the back of his mind. All Glorfindel cared about was kissing Erestor back with as much passion as he was being kissed with and everything was right within his world.
So that is it for now. I hope you liked it. I need ideas in order for them to get some time alone. Review of course and send some ideas because I am out of inspiration.